ImGreenleaf

Wenton’s early life is nearly forgotten. from the ages of birth to twelve he grew up In a small hole off a road to Sutica. his family life was normal, and mundane with his father being a wonderful man that Wenton was not that found of. You see Wenton was a bit of a jerk as a child, and so constantly being faced with his fathers kindness made him resent his old man. When at twelve he was offered by a group of so called “merchants” to leave his home behind, and join them on their adventures he quickly took the opportunity. He would soon find out that these vendors did not have any goods to sell, and were actually con artist, adept at swindling the simple minded. This young group of crooks consisted of Ilmon Larenhorin, a elvish dropout from the mage guild, Ted, a Heartlander who also happen to be a raging drunk, Murkub, a slow Olog who was mostly used for carrying the groups belongings, and finally their newest addition Wenton who they picked up mostly due to him being vertically challenged so he could fit into all the small places they could never dream of going. Over the years Wenton grew a very close bond with these men, but sadly recently the group disbanded over an incident involving a Uruk wench. with no real place to go Wenton sets his course towards Brandybrook where he hopes to get in touch with his halfling roots.